Twisted Realm

With decades of memories of his previous life, he repeated this trivial life, and all he felt was emptiness and loneliness.

A year ago, when he just woke up from his previous life, he was still excited and looking forward to it, but this feeling was quickly smoothed out by reality.

This world is completely different from China in the previous life, with different world patterns, cultural history, customs and technological development.

The only thing in common is that this world is also materialistic. After living for three years, Meng Xuan has not found any trace of supernatural power.

Moreover, it has been proved that without a powerful background and no start-up capital, it is impossible to turn a stone into gold just by relying on one’s own understanding of the many ideas and systems of the previous life.

The biggest effect of past life memory on him is probably to help him become calm enough and slightly improve his academic performance.

Jingle Bell! Jingle Bell!

With a crisp bell ringing, the Mediterranean math teacher outside the corridor slowly exhaled a smoke ring, snuffed out half of the cigarette in his hand, adjusted his white shirt, and walked into the classroom.

The day-to-day classes began again.

 

 

At half past five in the afternoon, the school bell rang.

“How’s it going! Meng Xuan! Would you like to go to the Internet cafe with us? Let me show you my Flying Sword!”

Liu Yuran invited enthusiastically.

Meng Xuan glanced at him and knew that this guy just wanted to show off in front of him, but after experiencing the explosion of games in his previous life, he really didn’t have much interest in old-fashioned games like “Devil World”.

I only played for a while with nostalgic thoughts.

Unexpectedly, kryptonite is more serious than the previous life.

Immediately, it felt dull.

“You guys go, I won’t go, you know, I signed up for the swordsmanship class, and I’m going to practice.”

Meng Xuan smiled and said to Liu Yuran.

“Cut, it’s boring, what kind of swordsmanship to learn, no matter how advanced the martial arts is, if you can kill with one shot, if you have time, you might as well play two more games with us.”

Liu Yuran pouted and said disdainfully.

“It’s just daily exercise.”

Meng Xuan did not refute, and smiled calmly.

In fact, this is indeed the case. Although the swordsmanship he is in, several leading martial arts are very strong, one of them can even accurately hit the rubber thrown by the students from all corners, but they are not out of the power of common sense. There is no inner strength.

It’s just that the long-term training has made the body’s reaction ability very strong, and the physical quality is stronger than the average person. In theory, it is also an ordinary person who is shot down.

But even so, Meng Xuan is still rushing, hoping that by learning fighting martial arts, he can get in touch with a different landscape.

He has always believed that the world is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

After all, the memory of his previous life awakening is an unexplainable phenomenon in itself.

“As you like, see you tomorrow.”

Liu Yuran shrugged. Having been at the same table for more than a year, he also understood Meng Xuan’s character. He was as cold as a rock, so he didn’t care if he was rejected.

“See you tomorrow.”

Meng Xuan and Liu Yuran said goodbye, walked out of the school, got on the bus at the bus stop at the school gate, and took the bus for half an hour to the remote Shahebei District before getting off.

After walking for another ten minutes, Meng Xuan arrived at his destination.

Tianhe Sword Art Museum.

The name of the Sword Art Museum is very domineering, but it is actually just a small restaurant. It is located in the remote northern district. It was transformed from an underground warehouse with an area of ​​about 200 square meters. There is no air conditioning in summer. It depends on a few Big fan, not to mention how hot it is.

The only advantage of this knife art museum is that the price is cheap, and the teaching reputation is not bad.

Two months ago, the martial arts hall gave back a big reward, 1,000 yuan a month, buy a few months to get a few months, and if you are not satisfied in the middle, you can get a refund. Two thousand yuan to buy a four-month membership.

There are two major swordsmanship classes on weekends every week. If you need one-on-one private teaching, you will need to pay extra, but you can come to the swordsmanship hall at any time at any time to use the equipment for training. When you have time, you will give advice at will. .

Said it was a swordsmanship hall, Meng Xuan felt that it was more like a fan club. Several of the leaders were relatively young, so they could speak well.

Meng Xuan walked into the swordsmanship hall. Fortunately, it was winter, but the interior of the swordsmanship hall seemed relatively warm.

Now is not the time to start the class, and it is close to the meal time. Looking around, there are only a few people in the swordsmanship hall, which is more than 200 square meters.

Two young men with strong stature were doing bench press with the equipment on the side, and a thin and weak boy was posing with a wooden sword, doing chopping exercises.

There was also a tall young man who was sitting on the reclining chair beside him, reading a book. This man was one of the three leading martial artists of the Sword Art Museum, whose name was Zhao Chuanwu.

Meng Xuan’s arrival attracted the attention of several people in the pavilion.

Meng Xuan didn’t take it seriously, put away his schoolbag, took off his school uniform jacket, exposed the sportswear inside, and started to do warm-up exercises.

Squats, push-ups, crunches…

After a round of exercise, Meng Xuan panted slightly. He had never stopped exercising in the past year, and his physical fitness should be considered good among his peers.

After the warm-up exercise, the next step is the real highlight.

Meng Xuan walked to the knife holder and pulled out an iron knife made of metal with a dark body. Sharp, suitable for slashing and stabbing, it is a killing weapon in ancient battlefields.

There is a sense of heaviness when you start it. This knife weighs five kilograms. It is an advanced training knife. It is used to cut and slash, and to exercise arm strength and core strength.

This knife is not the heaviest. There are 7.5kg and 10kg iron knives on the knife holder. It is said that the 10kg iron knives can only be swung by three leaders, and those who have not practiced may twist to the waist once. .

Holding the knife, Meng Xuan took a basic stance.

The Tianhe Swordsmanship Museum teaches an ancient swordsmanship called Chikun. In the ancient Chinar language, Chikun and Slaughter are close sounds. technique.

Now Meng Xuan is standing on this shelf, his legs are slightly squatting into a horse stance, his hands are flush with the knife in front of his chest, and his eyes are looking straight ahead. This is the most basic knife-holding posture in Chikun swordsmanship.

Chikun Daoshu originated from battlefield combat skills. There are no gorgeous moves. On the contrary, the moves are very simple, just a few back and forth.

Block! cut! prick!

This is what Chikun Saber Technique is all about.

But there are endless changes, such as slashing, which can be divided into oblique slash, horizontal slash, positive slash, progressive slash, jump slash, and so on.

To practice every style to perfection, to strike every blow at will, and to concentrate all the strength of the whole body to explode on the blade, it can be said to be even more difficult.

After practicing for two months, even if Meng Xuan was just getting started, he only started training with iron knives a few days ago.

Huhuhu!

The five-kilogram iron sword was swung wildly by Meng Xuan, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the museum.

After about ten routines, Meng Xuan was out of breath and sweating like rain.

Seeing Meng Xuan’s training, Zhao Chuanwu, who was reading a book, shook his head, put down the book in his hand, and stood up.